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I spin around to resume my spot in line—it still hasn’t moved—when the doors to the building main entrance open with a bang.

“Hurry up, man. I don’t have all fucking day to do this!”

I flinch at the harsh tone from the man passing me in the hall. He pops his neck, revealing the edge of a tattoo from under the oversized white T-shirt that clearly hides his ass since his jeans are failing to do their job. He must see my movement out of the corner of his eye because he lowers his cell from his ear. He pins me with a glare, his eyes narrowing to the smallest slits I’ve ever seen. They look black, cold, full of warning and familiar. More than familiar, actually. They belong to Clint Grover. He used to run around with my sister’s ex, Drew, very briefly before he wound up in jail. He must be out now.

“What the fuck are you looking at?” he snaps, continuing on his way.

I glance to the floor, not giving him the satisfaction of a response. He clearly doesn’t recognize me. I want to keep it that way.

“Hold up a sec, man,” he says, and my focus on the carpet in front of me is filled with a pair of worn-out Nikes. “Charlie Campbell?”

Shit.

I shake my head but don’t look up. My hands are shaking like I’m holding one of those damn work-out shake it things. I take a slow breath, hoping he doesn’t notice.

“I know it’s you. Look up.”

I don’t. I move to step around him, but he sidesteps to stay in front of me.

“I said: Look. Up.”

With a heart beating so fast you’d think I drank twenty Red Bulls this morning, I meet his gaze. I can do this.

“I knew it. Well, well, well, this is fun.”

The smell of a skunk fills my nostrils, and I swallow in a breath not to throw up.

“What do you want, Clint?” I ask.

“Ah, so you even recognize me. It isn’t the tattoos, is it?”

With a face I know holds no expression, I don’t answer him. I just want to get out of here. Far away from him.

“The boys know you’re back?” he asks, clicking his tongue against his teeth when I don’t answer.

I sigh. If I just talk to him, this will be over quicker.

“No. A little hard to spread the news when they’re in jail,” I say. “Now, if you’ll excuse me.”

Again, I move to step around him the other way, and again, he steps in front of me.

“What? You’re not happy to see me?”

I hold my head up but continue to refuse looking at him. Be strong. “If you’re not going to tell me what you want, then please, step aside.”

“Damn, you’re a lot more feisty than I remember. I think I like it.”

He starts to step toward me, but I say, “Are you going to move or not?”

My heart is pounding and my hands are shaking. I can’t decide if I want to scream or cry.

His head tilts slowly and his eyes never leave mine. Finally, he steps aside.

“I hope to see you soon,” he calls out behind me as I’m basically sprinting down the hallway.

I don’t stop to get back in line. I don’t stop till I’m out the doors and in my car with every door locked.

Holy shit.

About the Author:

JAMI WAGNER was born in Wyoming. Still living in the Cowboy State, Jami and her husband are currently writing their own love story with their yellow Lab.

Jami enjoys writing Romance and published her debut novella, Date in the Dark, in 2015. Her first full-length novel, Just One Kiss, was published in October 2015 and is the first book in her Black Alcove series. The remainder in the series, Just One Night, Just One Touch, Just One Moment, and Just One Spark are available now. Visit and connect with Jami at www.jami-wagner.com, on Facebook at www.facebook.com/AuthorJamiWagner, on Twitter at @Jami_Wagner, or on Instagram at @JAMIWAGNER_.

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Review

Charlie has her hands full with one stalker, one liar, one she needs to save and one she needs to avoid, and it all becomes the adventure of a lifetime. This is a twisty action packed ride filled with suspense, great characters and a love too strong to be denied.

This is a story that should be experienced first hand without spoilers but just know that you won’t be disappointed.